“I remember Leigh.”
“She’s married now,” she said. “His name is Hayden. They’re good together. I’m also close to Phillip. He goes by Lip.”
Taking a sip of my wine. I tried to remember. “He wasn’t the one at the meeting about my contract.”
“No,” she said, exhaling. “That’s Grant. Lip is his younger brother. They’ll all be at the funeral home, service, and dinner tomorrow. I just wanted to prepare you. Lip isn’t married, but he is seeing someone. His name is Christopher—Chris.”
A laugh came from my throat. “Did you think that would bother me?”
Vee shrugged.
“If your cousin is happy, that’s all that matters.” I lifted my glass. “To finally meeting your family.”
Vee lifted her glass and we clicked. “It’s not all it’s cracked up to be.”
After we both took a drink, I said, “My mom called tonight. She said to tell you she’s thinking of you.”
Vee smiled. “That’s nice.” She tilted her head. “She knows about us…that we’re back together?”
“And she’s thrilled.”
She exhaled. “That’s how a family should be.”
Chapter 33
Fin
I woke up before my six o’clock alarm. Blinking awake, I reached for my phone. Vee and I didn’t need to be at the funeral home until nine. There was no sense waking her from her peaceful sleep this early. The ache in my side made me grimace, but the warm body at my side was enough to forget the pain.
After the alarm was off, I reached for Vee beneath the covers. My hands roamed over her exposed soft flesh, which happened to be all of her. I was in the same state. Last night, my tension-relieving technique resulted in a much slower union. We took time to explore one another, securely in our bubble and without the threat of curfew.
Vee hummed and wiggled beneath my touch. Her long hair tickled my nose as her round ass rubbed against me, bringing my cock back to life. I closed my eyes, battling between my body’s desire and wanting to allow her to continue sleeping. Her proximity was doing little to help.
Vee rolled as her eyelashes fluttered. “What time is it?”
“Too early. Go back to sleep.”
Humming, she curled against my side.
I stared up at the ceiling, analyzing the day ahead. My personal assignment was to keep Vee separated from any distress, or as much as possible. She hadn’t come out and told me that her relationships with her cousin Grant and uncle Darin, were strained, but I could feel that strain in the air when she mentioned them. I tried to recall what occurred during my contract negotiation. Something seemed amiss.
Vee’s warm hands moved over my chest and down my torso. I reached for them as they made their way to my partially erect penis. Seizing them, I craned my neck to see Vee’s face. No longer sleeping, her green eyes stared up at me. There was a rosy glow to her cheeks.
“If you start this…”
She smiled at me with a knowing, sexy grin. “You started it.”
“I’m trying to let you sleep.”
“Don’t.”
I sucked in a breath as she wrapped her fingers around my hardening shaft and moved them up and down. “You’re playing with fire.”
She leaned forward, peppering my chest with kisses. Her long hair created a veil.
My breathing grew shallower as Vee moved lower. Her warm lips closed over the tip of my cock, her tongue swirling. “Fuck, Vee.”
The echo of a pop sound reverberated through the room as she lifted her head. Her grin was gorgeous and there was a spark in the green ember of her orbs. “I think I like fire.”
